The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Thinking of this, Jiang Nanyan took a deep breath, swallowed her saliva, and asked awkwardly, "Just, a kiss?"

"Yes." Huangfulian nodded, and spoke in a very soft voice, "Yan'er, this king just wants a kiss."

"Then..." Jiang Nanyan bit her lower lip, and looked around the room without outsiders in a superfluous and thieves-like way, to make sure that there was no one else here.

Then, she turned her head and looked at Huang Fulian

Due to excessive blood loss, his face was still as pale as paper, and his lips were a little dry due to the injuries on his body. [

He was lying there upright, with his entire chest wrapped in gauze, unable to move at all, and had no lethality.

Just now, Huangfu Lian was grinning even when she moved her hand, so it should be impossible for her to jump up suddenly and do something to her.

Jiangnan Yan Ning brow thought for a while, and finally made a decision in her heart.

She leaned slightly, touched the corner of Huangfulian's lips lightly, and pressed an almost imperceptible kiss.

"Cough!" Huang Fulian coughed dissatisfiedly, her eyebrows furrowed deeply, "Is this also called a kiss? Yan'er, you are too stingy!"

"No, what else?" Jiangnan Yanhong scalded her face and spoke in a voice like a mosquito.

Although she lives in an open scene, any girl who takes the initiative to kiss a man, no matter what era she lives in, will feel shy